In the cool shade of the banana tree
  On the rugged trail toward the balcony
  A child of the twentieth century
  A dried up Goliath and a weasel named Fee
    Far away in another place
  A fading beauty named Milly Grace
  And a bamboo cane to help her keep the pace
    Fee was a Buddhist prodigy
  Long past the age of maturity
  Someday he knew it would set him free
  Like it did for Floyd the chimpanzee
    Oh, Fee, you're trying to live a life
  That's completely free.
  You're racing with the wind
  You're flirting with death
  So have a cup of coffee
  And catch your breath
    Fee first met Milly in a bar in Peru
  His heart was jumping like a kangaroo
  Like a beast in a cage in an old Dutch zoo
  It was hopping and thumping in wooden shoes
    But Floyd was jealous and alone
  He wanted Milly for his own
  A desperate craving in his bones
  "Their love", he said, "I will not condone."
    Then one day on a ship to Quebec
  Floyd found Milly on a lover's trek
  He picked up a bottle and broke off the neck
  It sliced through the air, and Fee hit the deck
    Oh, Fee, you're trying to live a life
  That's completely free
  You want to stay with Milly
  Until you're dead
  But you just got a bottle
  Upside your head
    Milly turned and began to scream at Floyd
  said "You think you're pretty mean"
  And though she was as thin as a small string bean
  She slammed him in the face with a nectarine
    Floyd fell back over the edge of the ship
  Till he hung from the rail by his fingertip
  said, "Floyd I'll make you lose your grip
  With this tiny piece of paper I can make you slip"
    So Milly took that paper and did the deed
  Floyd hit the water with astonishing speed
  And as the sharks circled and began to feed
  Milly knew her weasel was finally free
    Oh, Fee, you're trying to live a life
  That's completely free
  Floyd is dead; he's nothing but a ripple
  Cause Milly took that paper
  And sliced him on the nipple